satishverma
Standing In Queue
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How deep was 
the lake at sunset―
where my life trailed
from beach to beach?
My animal inside
was dead.
Do you believe in
reincarnation?
I will embrace the non-violent
palm.
It was the carnage
of moment. The brutality of
its strength casts spell.
There was a quick
about-face. Dark night
will paint your face
with stars.
Becoming a drunk
survivor of your grace
I am blunting
my pain.
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